I am lying under a cat and sneezing. I have an earache and a fever. I am sick. I home-tested negative and so have the likeliest vectors, so realistically I have an ordinary spring crud, but at this point an ordinary spring crud is sort of the final snapped straw of my stamina, so I resent it almost as much. The one thing I have done all day that felt useful was get out of the house before sunset and photograph some flowering trees. They were encouragingly energetic.
[edit] My godchild sent me a care package of things to eat when sick, like kippers and oranges and fortified rice cakes and Jell-O and the nostalgic kind of chicken soup in a box. It was incredibly kind and the rice cakes taste surprisingly good.
[edit] My godchild sent me a care package of things to eat when sick, like kippers and oranges and fortified rice cakes and Jell-O and the nostalgic kind of chicken soup in a box. It was incredibly kind and the rice cakes taste surprisingly good.
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